Twice the Fun - Part 26

      Ariana H. King

I really hated Aurora’s plan. Like, a lot. She was going to get herself hurt-or worse. And I just couldn’t let her go. I made her promise me that she would come back to me, but I knew that if she got caught, she couldn’t keep it. Promise me that you will come back for me no matter what, I had said to her. She probably didn’t realize it, but I was trying my best not to grip her arm and not let go for a long time.

I heard Roar’s tail swished against the water all around us as she moved away from me. Neither of us knew where the door was anymore, so we both felt along the walls until I felt a doorknob. “Found it,” I said mournfully. I still didn’t agree with my sister’s plan. What if she got caught by the woman that kidnapped us? What if the woman separated us into different rooms? What if we were trapped here forever? That’s a lot of ‘what ifs’ Ariana, which don’t help this situation, I thought to myself. “Come towards my voice.”

“Okay,” Roar said. Her voice was already close to me. “Keep talking.”

“I hate your plan.” I said flatly. I was no longer crying, and I was at the I-hate-everything-that-associates-with-you stage. “You could be in danger out there. Plus you don’t know where you are going.”

“I don’t care. It’s the only shot we have. And when I said to talk to me, I meant to tell me encouraging things!”

I sighed. “Yeah, well, there isn’t anything encouraging to say.” We were in a mysterious house, with a mysterious fake Mrs. Aquatic, in a dark room, and our only hope is for Roar to get out and find the exit.

Aurora and I were silent as I felt her tail move the water around me from the pressure. I grabbed her by what I thought was her arm and pulled her over to where I was treading water. I guided her hand to the knob, and swam away, into the middle of the dark and eerie room.

“Be safe,” I whispered before I heard her turn the knob. I wish I could see her face, see what she looked like before she left the room, but it was way too dark for me to see my own hand.

“You too, Ariana.” she said back to me. The door didn’t open though, just like we suspected. So it was Plan B : Kick it until it budged. And that was just what Roar did. I winced.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

Finally, the door cracked. The seashells that made it up must have been old and fragile. A sliver of light poured through the split door, and I could finally see Roar. Her hair messy, like she had used it to wipe her eyes, and her face was blotchy. She basically looked like a wreck.

“Bye, Air. See you later, I hope.” she said awkwardly. “I promised that I would come back, and I’ll keep this promise. I promise I’ll keep my promise.”

I smiled. That was the Aurora I always thought was the closest to being me. The Aurora that made me smile when I felt like I was about to die. The Aurora that tried to lift my spirits when we were in time of crisis. “And I promise that I’ll be here when you keep that promise.” I replied.

She turned around and face the space in the door where no seashells were-just enough space to swim through. She hesitated. She hesitated. She loves me enough to hesitate! I thought. “Go. Find the way to get out of this prison!” I cried out to her. It broke my heart to tell her to go, but she needed to go. Our lives might have depended on her to find that exit. The exit to our freedom.

And she swam through the hole in the door, out into danger.